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THEY DON’T THINK THEY’RE REAL


Always on the run,
Always on the go,
They don’t think they’re real.

Changing their face, changing their name,
Deceiving others with such grace,
They don’t think they’re real.

Far away from reality,
Yet they see the world with such clarity,
They don’t think they’re real.

With magic in their hands and pride on their minds,
But still they control from behind,
They don’t think they’re real.

Let the veil be removed, and see the world how it moves,
Shatter this shackle, Remove this fetter,
You’re real, you’re real!
You don’t need to hide behind; you’re brighter then sunshine,
You’re real, you’re real!

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